Maybe I'm just lucky I'm not working with any assholes. . . yet.
I drew because words were too unpredictable. (5)
I write books for teenagers because I vividly remember what it felt like to be a teen facing everyday and epic dangers. I don't write to protect them. It's far too late for that. I write to give them weapons-in the form of words and ideas-that will help them fight their monsters. I write in blood because I remember what it felt like to bleed.
Since Jesus was human then he most assuredly farted and burped. And if God did create us in God's image then God must fart and burp as well.
If I wasn't writing poems I'd be washing my hands all the time.
Life is a constant struggle between being an individual and being a member of the community.
My only purpose is to teach children to rebel against authority figures.
Discreetly keep most of your radical opinions to yourself. When with people be a listener a large part of the time. Be considerate in every word and act, and resist the tendency to say clever things. The best evidence of your culture is the tone and temper of your conversation.
The descent beckons as the ascent beckoned
Betrayal of any kind is hard, but betrayal by one's religion is excruciating. It makes you want to rage and weep.
I say one thing, you write another, and those who read you understand still something else! I say: cross, death, kingdom of heaven, God. . . and what do you understand? Each of you attaches his own suffering, interests and desires to each of these sacred words, and my words disappear, my soul is lost. I can't stand it any longer!